"Holy Bone." Zhang Ruochen said.

Dasikong said: "Yes! Yesterday, the Mingtang Saint Ancestor killed two saints of the Immortal Blood Clan and left two holy bones. I heard a pilgrim who once lived in the Zen Temple mention that holy bones are priceless treasures and can be sold at sky-high prices in the black market. So, last night, I entered the Blood Lake overnight and fished up the two holy bones."

Immediately, Da Sikong opened several other pockets and showed them to Zhang Ruochen. Some of the pockets contained various real martial arts treasures and holy weapons picked up by Da Sikong, while others contained spiritual medicines and spiritual fruits.

In short, everything can be sold at a considerable price.

Zhang Ruochen picked up a green bone spur that was six feet long. The bone spurs were divided into nineteenth stages, and the surface was covered with dense dragon patterns.

This is the holy weapon of Kong Yi Blood General, the Qinglong Thorn.

"What a powerful dragon energy."

When he pinched the bone spurs in his hand, there was a low dragon roar, which came into Zhang Ruochen's ears.

In the bone spur, there should be a powerful dragon soul sealed, and it is very likely that it has reached the holy level.

If Zhang Ruochen wants to successfully practice the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, he must refine the dragon soul and the elephant soul. Now there is a dragon soul in front of him, so of course he doesn't want to let it go.

Anyway, Da Sikong also planned to take out the Qinglong Thorn and sell it, so it would be better for Zhang Ruochen to buy it first.

"You offer a price. This green dragon thorn is very important to me, I want to buy it." Zhang Ruochen said.

Da Sikong suddenly showed an unhappy expression and said, "Master Zhang said this and was a bit disgusting. He liked something, even if he took it. Of course... don't take too much."

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, looked at the ten large pockets on the ground, thought for a while, took out a space bracelet, handed it to Da Sikong, and said, "I have a space treasure, which may be of some use to you."

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen told Da Sikong about the use of the space bracelet.

"I was worried that there were too many things to take them away, but I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang would have such a magical treasure. Amitabha! Thank you! Thank you!"

Dasikong knew the wonderful use of the space bracelet and was immediately ecstatic. So he dug out more than ten large pockets from a corner of the Zen temple. Each pocket was filled with genius treasures.

After packing up everything, Zhang Ruochen, Da Sikong and Er Sikong finally embarked on the road of worldly experience.

Originally, Zhang Ruochen planned to go to the Tomb of the Patriarch Sword to find Ling Feiyu's whereabouts, and at the same time, he also wanted to see the current situation of the ancient tribe in Zhenzhu.

After careful consideration, Zhang Ruochen shook his head again.

Although the Qingtian Blood Emperor has retreated, there must be some powerful men from the Immortal Blood Clan hidden in the periphery of the Pluto Sword Tomb.

Those immortal blood clans didn't know that Zhang Ruochen had already placed the turbulent sword with Master Indra, so he must have tried every means to find his whereabouts.

When Zhang Ruochen goes to the ancient tribe in prison, he will undoubtedly reveal his whereabouts.

Since that's the case, it's better to silence the news so that the Ministry of War and the Immortal Vampire will never find him again.

"Master Zhang, where are we going?" Er Sikong asked.

After leaving the master for the first time and entering the world for training, Er Sikong seemed a little confused.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Get out of the black market."

Hearing this, Da Sikong's eyes lit up and he was secretly grateful to Zhang Ruochen, "Donor Zhang is really an understanding and good donor!"
Chapter completed!